Hard to believe it's been that long already. In that year-- I have lost 3 other friends. The Doc told me Monday that what he removed from my carotid artery was a plug of goo the size of your baby finger from the top knuckle to the finger tip. He said it was hanging on by literally a strand as small as a piece of thread.
.. A bump, a rub of my neck or the pressure of a shaver could have caused it to let go. Had it let go I would have suffered a massive stroke and begin to assume room temp or ended up in a nursing home with some bored tattooed crack whore drawing smiley faces on my bare ass with a magic marker.
2 days before my operation, I was installing a new set of front shocks on my old van and trying to check my U joints for a funny vibration.
That's nothing compared to the tragedies our friends have experienced (Lil Chris for instance), or the unbelievable setbacks Jeff has fought through or what our friend Ed is dealing with.
.. It just goes to show Doods-- (and Doodettes). Never pass up a chance to enjoy life-- and all it's blessings.

just getting ready to dump my spam file and saw an e-mail from DAVE RENNER with a subject line DAVE RENNER. dated today at 6:46AM
I might be hacked-- but doubt it. Anybody else get something like this?

just getting ready to dump my spam file and saw an e-mail from DAVE RENNER with a subject line DAVE RENNER. dated today at 6:46AM
I might be hacked-- but doubt it. Anybody else get something like this?

I got one too. Always kinda weird to get an email from beyond the grave.

Does this mean a spammer has hacked his old e-mail account?
I still have his e-mail address in my contacts. Do either of you?
Did anyone open it? It couldn't be the same one otherwise it wouldn't have been shunted into my spam file-- right??

4 yrs, Ride In Peace my friend. Dave always wore the best and safest gear on the road. He would show up at bike night on an 85 degree day with black jeans a riding jacket and full face helmet. I would wear my gear because of Dave. I couldn't believe I heard the news here probably a month or so after the fact. I didn't even get to pay my respects. Dave and I worked together in the 80's at a motorcycle courier service. Dave and I would get called into the office because someone would report us for doing wheelies through downtown Cincinnati. "LOL" We would set on our bikes on 6th street in front of Mcdonalds and feed fries to the pigeons. As we grew older life, work and family kind of spread us apart. Sorry for rambling on. Dave and I were close friends at one time and it still bothers me that I didn't get to say goodbye. Be kind to one another and tell your friends and family you love them. Tomorrow isn't promised. Merry Christmas everyone.

Be kind to one another and tell your friends and family you love them. Tomorrow isn't promised.

I've been getting reminders on Facebook for the past couple days. I often use Dave as an example (Sorry, Dave) of why you should live your life today. I'm not saying that he didn't, but Dave worked really hard all the time, and was always putting off REALLY living until he had time later. There was so much more that he wanted to do.